Return to the small mountain village in 1983

Chapter 3 You can’t make money by farming, you can’t even get rich.

Chapter 3 You can’t make a fortune by farming

"You eat, and I will carry my daughter on my back to hunt pigweed. When you finish eating, we will go up the mountain to collect mushrooms."

His wife Chen Xiulan looked at Lin Heng and said, hoping that he would not run out after eating.

She carried her daughter on her back with a sling and carried a bamboo basket to hunt pigweed.

"Give me your daughter. I'll carry it. It's too tiring for you!"

Lin Heng shook his head, put down his job, walked over and picked up his daughter Lin Xiaoxia.

Lin Xiaoxia was wearing an open red flower cotton-padded jacket with a flushed face. She was used to being carried on her back and was not very noisy.

Chen Xiulan was a little stunned. Why did her husband suddenly become so weird today and be so considerate all of a sudden?

He had never hugged his daughter before, and even disliked her a little.

"Take good care of her. She has to be held. She's not very good at walking yet. Don't drop her. I'll be back soon."

Chen Xiulan warned her, fearing that her husband would not be able to take good care of her daughter.

"Don't worry." Lin Heng said with a smile. Looking at his cute daughter Lin Heng in his arms, he couldn't help but touch his little face, and his whole body was smiling.

In his previous life, he hardly took care of his daughter Xiaoxia, and he had no money to send her to school. After the death of his wife Chen Xiulan, his daughter disowned him.

He didn't want to be like this anymore in this life, and he started to correct it from now on.

Chen Xiulan left with the bamboo basket, still feeling a bit unreal.

Even though her husband had said before that he wanted to support the family well, he had rarely held his daughter, let alone such a heartfelt smile.

She just hopes that her husband will be more reliable this time, or at least last longer, and then she will be satisfied.

"Call Dad!"

Lin Heng held his daughter in his arms and teased her with a smile.

"Mom...Fan...Fanfan..."

However, the daughter only calls her mother, smiling with her two dimples exposed, opening her mouth for food, and moving her hands and legs in the air.

Lin Heng knew that this was because he had never been close to her. He took a big bite and fed her a small bite.

"Oh, the sun really rises in the west, and you can take care of the children." Mother Lin said in surprise when she saw this scene.

"Mom, can you stop being so weird? I told you that I really changed my ways and live a good life."

Lin Heng said helplessly that his mother probably had too many opinions on him.

"Huh, if you really change your mind, then talk about it." Mother Lin glanced at him, completely unbelieving.

It is true that Lin Heng has disappointed people too many times.

After saying that, Mother Lin went to the fields with a hoe. April was the busy time for farming, and she had to plow the paddy fields and prepare for transplanting rice seedlings.

It just rained, which is a good time to plant sweet potatoes. Corn and soybeans can also be planted. Father Lin and my elder brother have already gone to work in the fields.

Lin Heng had no choice but to hold his daughter and walk out of the courtyard gate.

Not far outside the door is his family's vegetable garden, which covers an area of ​​about two acres. Next to the vegetable garden is a pigsty surrounded by wood.

Inside, a little pig weighing more than [-] pounds saw people coming and started to grunt, asking for food.

Lin Heng's house is at the foot of the Qinling Mountains. It is relatively flat, and there are other houses in the village not far away.

Every household in Maple Tree Village is built with the Qinling Mountains in its back, and the houses are made of compacted loess.

The wall is forty centimeters thick, the frame is made of an acorn tree as thick as an arm, and the roof is covered with bluestone slabs.

This place was far away from the city. There was no electricity in this era, and they still used kerosene lamps. In Lin Heng’s memory, electricity was not provided until next winter.

The main reason is that a national highway connecting the south will be built in Baiye Village, which is ten kilometers away. Otherwise, it may take [-] years to have electricity.

"How did you come?"

Chen Xiulan, who was killing pigweed in the field, saw Lin Heng coming over and asked curiously.

"Can't you hold the child? Come on, give it to me." She thought her husband couldn't hold the child, so she patted the dirt on her hands and reached out to hold the child.

"No, I just came over to see if there's anything you need help with."

Lin Heng shook his head, and his daughter Xiaoxia laughed in his arms.

Chen Xiulan was a little stunned when she saw this scene. Her husband actually did a good job raising the child.

In the distance, the mother who was planting sweet potatoes saw Lin Heng and came over and shouted: "Haven't you changed your ways? Give me the child and you can go make a nest."

Lin Heng looked at his mother, handed her his daughter obediently, and walked over to dig the ground.

His mother was trying to find something for him to do because he was finally at home.

Lin Heng picked up the hoe and started to make a nest. His sister-in-law inserted the sweet potato vines into the nest and pressed it with her hand. It was a success. Sweet potatoes are particularly easy to grow.

It had just rained and the ground was loose, but I was still very tired.

After only working for half an hour and making seventy or eighty nests, Lin Heng was sweating profusely.

"Oh, I'm so tired!"

Lin Heng sat down on the field, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and said with emotion: "Farming is really not worth it. I can't make much money even if I work for a whole year."

His body is not made for work. The most important thing is that he feels that farming is meaningless and it is really impossible to become rich.

Many farmers of his father's generation believe that as long as they work hard on the land, their lives will definitely get better.

As a result, after twenty years, I was still farming and could barely survive. It was too difficult for farmers.

"If you don't farm, why don't you drink the northwest wind? You only know how to eat and do nothing all day long. Look at your brother, he digs an acre of land without even breathing."

His mother, Lu Hongmei, glanced at him, gave him the child, and went to make a nest.

He knew that his second son couldn't do it, but he had to let him do it and let him calm down.

Otherwise, when the family is separated, everyone will rely on daughter-in-law Xiulan, and she will not be exhausted.

"Yes, Lin Heng, you really have to work hard, otherwise there will be no one to help you if the family is separated." Sister-in-law Liu Juan said with a smile.

She didn't like Lin Heng. Her husband worked hard to harvest the crops, but he was idle and doing nothing, eating and drinking for free all day long.

"You can't make money by growing crops, so I want to do things that can make me rich." Lin Heng responded with a smile.

"Hmph, what have you done to get rich all these years? In the end, you don't rely on your family for food and drink?"

Upon hearing this, her mother Lu Hongmei became very angry. The second son in the family was highly educated and went to junior high school, but he turned out to be the least engaged in his job.

It’s been three years since I graduated and two years since I got married. I haven’t made any money, and I still think about making big money all day long.

The sister-in-law also curled her lips, not believing this nonsense at all. She just felt desperate for her younger brother and sister Chen Xiulan. Marrying such a man would be difficult in this life.

"Wipe your sweat and give me the child."

Chen Xiulan did not comment on Lin Heng's big words, handed over a handkerchief and hugged her daughter.

The handkerchief had turned white after washing and had no scent. Lin Heng wiped his sweat and helped pick up the pigweed.

"Mom, Xiulan and I went to the mountains to see if there were any fungi." Lin Heng said to his mother.

"As long as I don't run out with your bad friends, anything will work."

Mother said with a cold face, her boredom towards Lin Heng's friends was palpable.

Lin Heng nodded to express his understanding and followed his wife home.

In his mind, he kept recalling the memories of his previous life, trying to find a way to quickly make his first pot of gold.

"I remembered!!"

Suddenly he showed a hint of surprise and remembered something.

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